told Zhang Tao what happened, Zhang Tao was silent for a long time, he had been on the battlefield and experienced life and death, but Sun Dongliang's life was far beyond his imagination. What can make a person become so cruel and resolute, and a person who can use such a practice method as 'sprinkling salt on his wounds', is far deeper than him.

Sun Dongliang may have a story, but Cui Shanying doesn't want to understand, no matter how intentional he is, he is a dead man, is it worth it to sigh for him? The impression he left on Cui Shanying was even inferior to Wang Longhu, at least Wang Longhu still knew what it meant to be a checkmate, and his words were good, Sun Dongliang lived until he died, just to kill and poke, and never changed.

If it is a pity that Sun Dongliang died, where can those innocent people who died because of Sun Dongliang go to reason!

Confucianism is used to disrupt the law, and chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, neither of which is advisable. What's more, Sun Dongliang is not a chivalrous man, at most he is a scum who violates the ban with martial arts, he kills ordinary, and he spreads a hundred years of infamy, no matter how resolute his will is, it is just to go from evil and demons into the abyss.

Sun Dongliang's martial arts are for the sake of killing and poking, and he doesn't ask for reasons, he only kills and pokes for the sake of killing and poking, and deviates from the right path.

The road is desperate, and there is no turning back!

Such a person practices boxing, it is better not to practice, the person who passed on his boxing skills, if he is alive, will definitely look up to the sky and sigh, if the spirit has knowledge, he will regret not being at the beginning.

Master to apprentice, morality put the head, since ancient times to learn martial arts first to talk about morality, martial virtue is the most basic kung fu of a martial artist.

In the afternoon, it was not dark and Mo came to push away the entertainment and rushed back.

Cui Shanying has injuries on his body and can't move his hands, but the fish head can, this kid is also a martial arts idiot, his kung fu is not low, and he has been playing in the ring with Zhang Tao for a long time. However, the fish head couldn't hold it, and the beating was heavier than Cui Shanying.

In the evening, Cui Shanying set up a table, and Mo Kai came, Zhang Tao, Yutou and Cui Shanying did not greet others, dishes, eight cold and eight hot, wine, national wine Moutai, and a table of eight classics.

"Mountain Eagle, what are we going to do at four o'clock, are you done eating?" Mo Kailai is not a person who is poor in money, but he does not pay attention to waste, never saves when he should spend money, and does not advocate luxury when he should not spend it.

Cui Shanying said with a smile: "Actually, it should have been put on such a table a long time ago, Brother Mo and Shanying are not related to each other, not to mention the courtesy of the kid, and he knows everything in boxing, and he has benefited the kid a lot. ”

Specially set up wine, is for Mo Kailai to spread the righteousness of boxing.

Mo Kailai said with a smile: "You kid, what are you crazy about, teach you ape martial arts, it's pleasing to your eyes, what's wrong today, there's really nothing else?" "He's not stupid, Cui Shanying is so formal, there must be something behind him that he doesn't know.

"Come, let's talk while eating!" Cui Shanying didn't answer, but smiled and beckoned everyone to move chopsticks.

……

Back at the hotel, a room, a two-bed business room, Yutou and Cui Shanying were lying on the bed, both of them drank a lot, but they were not drunk. The two of them grew up drinking with the thief old man, and the amount of alcohol is good.

"Young master, are you afraid of Sun Dongliang?" The fish head leaned against the head of the bed and asked.

Cui Shanying said: "What are you afraid of? ”

"Sun Dongliang is an outlaw, he kills people whenever he meets, and his subordinates almost never leave a living mouth, you are waiting for him in the Liu family's old mansion, and you don't have any ideas in your heart?" The fish head asked curiously.

Cui Shanying grinned and said, "I knew that I would be beaten if I stole the old man to hide the wine and drink, so why did we still drink it secretly?" ”

The fish head scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Can this be the same, that's stealing wine, can you really kill us if you catch the old man?" put away his smile and said: "The hateful monkey Sun Dongliang won't, if you meet him, the two of you will die!" ”

The fish head is not stupid, he looks honest on the outside, but in fact, he has a lot of eyes than anyone else, and the people who play scheming with him don't necessarily know who has played with whom.

Cui Shanying thought for a while and said: "At that time, I was really not afraid, I felt that Sun Dongliang couldn't beat me, even if he died, he would definitely die in the end." ”

This is Cui Shanying's heart, the premise of not being afraid, is that he has the confidence not to be afraid, Cui Shanying believes not in the knife in his hand, but in his own ten years of hard work, no matter how fierce Sun Dongliang is, he can kill him if he wants to, he can't run.

People don't take young people lightly!

Cui Shanying is eighteen years old, which is the age of youth and frivolity, and the eighteen-year-old young man is afraid, so hasn't he practiced boxing in vain for more than ten years.

The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, since he came out, Cui Shanying has not been defeated, has not suffered a setback, even if it is that night, guarding the spirit of the old man, he is also standing and vomiting blood, and no one is intact when he fights.

Qi, like a rainbow.

potential, Zhentian.

Whoever Cui Shanying is facing in his heart, it is the word 'war', and 'fear' is very far away from him. At this time, Cui Shanying remembered in his heart that even if he asked someone to die, he would not admit defeat, thinking that he could not embarrass the Cui family, could not embarrass the old man, and could not give 'Xingyi Boxing' a black touch.

The fish head laughed twice, although he didn't know what Cui Shanying really thought in his heart now, but it was him who was going to change this matter, and he was not afraid, what was there to be afraid of, no matter how strong he was, he could be stronger than the old man? Don't say you're afraid, Yutou has heard too many people say how fierce and evil Sun Dongliang is, and his heart is itching, and if he wants to fight him, he can let his young master beat him to death.

"Fish head, do you remember what the old man often said, practicing boxing is like being a man, doing things is like being a man, doing things is not absolute, there is a way out, so turn back!" Cui Shanying said softly.

The fish head nodded and said, "Remember! ”

Cui Shanying sat up from the bed, looked at him and said, "Your fist strength is almost enough, it's time to collect it." ”

"Collect?" The fish head was stunned.

Cui Shanying nodded and said, "Yes, collect it, I fought with Brother Zhang today, my hands are too heavy, come, play with me twice." ”

"Your wounds?" The fish head sat up, and his eyes glanced at the gauze wrapped around Cui Shanying's body.

Cui Shanying smiled and said, "You won't lighten it? ”

"Hey, hey!" The fishhead smirked and jumped up.

Cui Shanying said: "The meaning of stopping is not to be afraid of making a move, it is very hard to do it with others, and you have to know it yourself if you give a few points to others!" ”

"What's the point?" The fish head asked with a wink.

Cui Shanying shook his head and said, "I don't know, when the old man told me this, I also asked this sentence, and the old man said, ask yourself." I couldn't figure it out, so I went to ask the old locust tree at home! ”

"Can the old locust tree talk?" When the fish head spoke, the two had already made a move, but neither of them really tried hard.

Cui Shanying smiled, what the fish head said, he also asked the old man back then. "The old man said, the old locust tree can't speak, you just hit it, and it can tell you until it hits!"

The fish head frowned and nodded.

"There are ten points of strength, seven points in the waist, three points in the hand, if you want to understand, you can stop it." Cui Shanying said.

"What about stopping?" Fish Head asked.

Cui Shanying said calmly: "If you can stop your hand and send it out again, the strength will be real." Cui Shanying stood there, his heels moved lightly, his waist and abdomen visibly bulged slightly, and his hand snapped and hit the fish's head.

The head of the fish is a big man of more than 1.8 meters, weighing at least 120 kilograms, Cui Shanying shot at a close distance of 10 centimeters, and hit the head of the fish 'jumping' high, rising more than one meter high, before falling.

"Gollum!"

The fish head swallowed and spit, Cui Shanying's strength was to hit the fish head upwards, and the strength did not exist, and it would not hurt anyone. When outsiders see it, they may think that the fish head jumped up by itself, but the fish head himself knows that he was beaten up by the young master.

"Three-point strength, can hurt people, kill people to talk about ten points, put away your hand, and then let it out, the strength will be real, and the hand can be more ruthless." Cui Shanying said calmly. Collecting is not to make you afraid to shoot, but to make you more accurate and measured. Ten points of force, seven points in the waist in the mouth, three points in the hand hold, the containment, can be released.

The old man often said that if you don't do things, there is a way out, so you can turn back. This is not the case with boxing, this sentence is the same as the practice of boxing.

Of course, not everyone needs this thing, and if you can't practice boxing at home, how can you stop it?

When the time comes, there is no need to stop. If you take it, it will be harmful and useless. If it was Li Yulong standing in front of Cui Shanying, Cui Shanying would never tell him this, but would only let him fight as hard as he wanted, and he would not leave any strength.

For the first time in boxing, it is taboo to stop!

To say something ugly, it's hard to protect yourself, and you're afraid of killing others? Isn't that a big joke!

The fish head looked at Cui Shanying and whispered, "Young Master, your fist style has changed!" ”

"Has it changed?" Cui Shanying asked rhetorically.

The fish head nodded affirmatively and said, "It's changed!" ”

Cui Shanying smiled: "That's the change!" ”

In this battle with Sun Dongliang, Cui Shanying has a great understanding, and the things that he comprehended in Sun Dongliang are not something that can be discovered by ordinary people. No! Only when life and death are at stake can you realize it.

Cui Shanying's strength is more understandable, and he understands some of the things that the old man said before.

Cui Shanying can stop now, but the fist style has not become calmer, but more ruthless, more rigid, and more absolute.

If you can stop your hand, you can let go of your hand. In the past, Cui Shanying didn't know what it meant to really stop his hand, but now he understands that if he wants to keep it, he must first let go, let go, put it back, and then punch it, the strength is different!

At this time, Cui Shanying officially stepped into the peak of bone strength and entered the young adult period of boxing in his life.

The current Cui Shanying, the most fearless thing is to fight.

When you are strong, you don't fight, and when this period passes, it is impossible to find this kind of physical, mental, and energetic period when it is the strongest.

The current Cui Shanying is relying on his fists to beat people, relying on his body to beat people, and relying on his physical strength to beat people. When he reached Cui Sanjie's age, he relied on his skills to beat people, and then at the age of the old man, he relied on experience and life experience to beat people.

There is no end to boxing, but people have always there

At every age, there are different changes in the style of boxing, the style of boxing, just like the experience of life, did not live to that age, what others say, are someone else's, and when you really reach that age, you can really understand, what is recorded in that experience.